I am so disappointed with the Santa this year. I didn't realize how much I disliked him until I saw the developed picture and it was to late by then. We went to a different mall this year because I had saw a commercial that showed such a cute play area for the visit to Santa and I wanted to check it out. Um, yeah. Nothing was like it was on the commercial. I am such a sucker.
I didn't really take a good look at the guy while standing in line because Wyatt was putting up a good fight to get down from my hip that I was flustered the whole time. Brian and I had a plan to each take a kid and when our turn arrived we would place each kid on a knee then move quickly away and start jumping like monkeys to get a smile from one of them. No such luck.
As soon as I placed Wyatt on his lap I got a good look at him and thought, "What the #@(#?".
Click. It was over.
One good thing is Cooper isn't crying, that is a huge feat itself. Wyatt on the other hand totally made up for it all. Heck. I would to if my parents, whom I trust, placed me on this guy's knee! "Santa's" beard and eyebrows were dyed white, and his glasses had to be the same one's he got in 1982.
Instead of the cute coloring book and crayons they got last year, this Santa gave them a teeny tiny candy cane.
$28.35 for memories of 2005.
P.S. The picture you see is not the one we bought and have up in our living room. As I was downloading the picture we bought on CD I noticed that the girl scanned the wrong picture onto the CD so off to the mall we go again this weekend to complain and hopefully get our money back on the CD at least! Fingers crossed.
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